Getting it Together

Helping the Family

TW: electrocution, brainwashing, Beatrice, crying, vomiting

"Not that it hasn't been lovely to catch up with you Patton darling, but I suggest we start. I must be getting home soon." Beatrice says gently, looking down at her son.

"Of course mama." Patton nods rapidly, eager to please, before looking uncertainly at the bedroom door. "Are...Are you sure it'll work? It's not gunna hurt him, right?"

"Ohh, don't you fret about that puppet." Beatrice coos, holding Patton's face gently in her hands. "We'll practice first, we won't hurt your bunny."

Patton sighed in relief.

"P-Practice on who, grandmere?" Virgil asks worriedly.

"The extra," Beatrice says calmly. "Remus, was it hunnie?"

Patton nods. "Yeah, he's...Remus is upstairs in his room."

"Genevieve!" Beatrice calls strictly. The girl quickly hurries to her side. "Go up and fetch Remus room his room for us."

"It's the only closed door, besides the closet." Patton reaches around his neck and unclasps the necklace that held the key to Remus's room, handing it to her.

A few minutes later, Genevieve and Remus walked back down the stairs.

"Come with me please, Patton."

Patton hurriedly stands, grabbing Remus's wrist and leading him into Jason's parent's old "office". There were more than few dust bunnies and spiderwebs in the room, clearly the fault of Jason not getting a new servant after inheriting the house, according to Beatrice.

"Alright. Just in case you plan on doing this after I leave." Beatrice grabs Patton's hand and moves it with her own, grabbing the first wire and helping Patton place it on Remus's cheek. "You start here."

Logan laid silently on the bed he was forced to share with Patton, staring at the same wall that had occupied him for the past half-an-hour.

And then, an ear-splitting scream broke the silence. "Please! Please s-stop!"

He knew that voice.

"Remus?" Logan blinks, his vision hazy as he slowly sits up, beginning to grow more panicked. "Remus!"

Clumsily standing, Logan hops over to the door, trying to force it open.

It wouldn't budge.

Another scream echoed through the house.

"Remus!" Logan screamed, listening to his partner's voice grow hoarse. "Patton, let me out! Patton!"

No one answered except Virgil and Sela who laid down on the other side of the door. Virgil tried his best to think of comforting words to say to Logan in between the ever more frequent screams and sobbing.

It seemed like forever had passed when Patton and Beatrice gently opened the door to the office and gently pushed a dull-eyed, shaking Remus out.

"Go sit on the couch." Beatrice prompts sternly.

Remus hurries over to the couch, practically tripping over his own feet in his haste.

"See?" Beatrice squeeze's Patton's shoulder. "Go get your Bunny and bring him in."

Sela grabs Virgil's sleeve and tugs him away, his dress swishing as she let out a warning growl. Thomas began to cry when his dad made no move to pick him up.

Patton unlocks the door to his bedroom and opens the door, gasping when he saw his crying husband on the floor. "Logan? What's wrong, why are you crying?"

"I hate you!" Logan screeches.

The house went deathly silent.

"W-What?" Patton took a step back.

"I hate you, I fucking hate you Patton!" Logan cries, tears running down his cheeks. "I don't care how much you fucking torture me! I'm going to fucking strangle you in your sleep, do you hear me?"

"That's quite enough. James!" Beatrice rolls her eyes.

Her driver quickly rushes over and hauls Logan to a stand.

"No!" Logan protests, flailing his arms and trying to pry the hand off his waist. "No, fuck you! Put me down you fucking bastard!"

James swiftly carries Logan into the office, laying him down on the table in the center off the room and strapping him down.

"Let me go!" Logan panicks, straining against the leather cuffs. "Patton! Patton please!"

"Mama, you said this wouldn't hurt him..." Patton says worriedly as Beatrice moves his hand to attach one of the electrodes.

"And it shouldn't. Physically." Beatrice explains. "Although with the sobbing he's doing, he might find himself short of breath."

"Then are you really sure we shouldn't wait until he calms down?" Patton asks timidly.

"Nonsense puppet, he simply won't. No matter how much time you give him." Beatrice chides. Patton stares down at the floor, a slight embarressed blush on his face. "It's like taking the child to the doctor for a shot. If they won't stop crying, you just have to give them the shot and continue on your day. If you reschedule, they will just start crying again."

"Ohh," Patton whispers. "O-Okay."

"Let's begin then. Logan, say you love Patton."

"No!" Logan wails. "Patton please stop! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Beatrice nods to James, who flips a switch. Logan seizes up, his body tensing, his eyes wide, as he let out a blood currdling scream.

It felt like his entire body was on fire.

Every muscle he had tensed, and his head jerked up and slammed down onto the pillow as he writhed.

Patton looked green. "Mama?"

"Hush puppet, he'll be fine. Logan, say you love Patton."

"F-F-Fuck...Y-You." Logan spits out, his teeth clattering together.

"Again."

Another flip of the switch, and Logan feels like his spine snaps from under him. His chest heaved, and he choked.

He needed air!

Turning his head to the side was the only warning he gave before he dry-heaved. Bile splatted onto the floor, his stomach feeling like someone was twisting it in knots.

"Please!" Logan wailed.

"Just say you love him, and we'll stop." Beatrice says coldly.

"I-I..."

Logan howls as his muscles tense up again. It felt like his brain was melting.

"Say it."

"I love you!" The words couldn't get out of Logan's mouth fast enough. "Please, p-please-!"

The burning agony stops and Logan goes limp, panting as he let out a sob of relief.

"Now say it again."

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